Life as we know it~ Scirstie

Three

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~Kirstie POV~
I'm so happy right now I could scream, and well I did.

Once Scott said Scirstie was real, I couldn't contain myself. I ran down the beach, and came back full speed, and I had ran into a Mitch.

He tumbled to the ground, and squealed.

"Why? Someone's excited?" Scott asked.

"Very." Kevin laughed.

I was super jumpy, and when we all began walking to our cars, I was running.

"How many Red Bulls did she have today?" I hear Mitch whisper to Scott.

"Probably 500." Avi butted in on the conversation.

"Oh staph!" I laugh, jerking around.

"WOOOOOO!" I squeal, jumping on Kevin.

"Kirstie!" He smiles, as I hit the earth, right on my butt.

Mitch laughed, but Scott offered me his hand.

"Thanks boo." I winked.

We held hands until we reached the cars.

"WE WILL SEE YOU TOMMOROW!" I screamed to Avi and Kevin.

"Kirstie, calm the fuck down." Mitch laughed.

"I like it." Scott smiled.
He is the nicest person ever.

"Ugh get a room." Mitch growled.

I laughed, and Scott glared at Mitch.

"Ha?" I add, to a displeased Scott.

|IN DE CAR|

I sat in the back, how fun. I got bored, very quickly, and started to doze off, despite my surge of energy like ten minutes ago.

Scott hadn't talked to Mitch, but eventually broke the silence with, "DARN! We did not have dinner!"

"The nights still young." Mitch reported.

"Chinese?" Scott asks.

"YES!" I call from the back.

"Ok then." Mitch laughs.

We pull into a Chinese restaurant parking lot, and all get out. I run up to Scott, and take his hand.

He smiles, and we walk into the restaurant.

The waitress is clearly pissed off, and I give her a look.

"Three please." Scott smiles.

She glares at Scott, and I kiss him on the cheek.

She then leads us to a table, right by a window.

After she leaves, Mitch goes off.
"Did you realize how rude she was being? She clearly was not liking Kirstie, and was obviously checking out Scott." Mitch snarled.

"Ya. Good save with the kiss though Kirst." Scott laughs.

I lay my head on his shoulder, and Mitch whips out his phone and tweets, "SCIRSTIE IS REAL YALL"

Nearly a second later, our phones where blowing up.

I turned my notifications off, and a different waitress came back.

"How are you all doing? My name is Vi, and I will be taking your orders tonight. What can we start off with to drink?" She asks.

"Could I please have a Coke?" I ask.